Chapter 1624

Ye nianmo sipped his lips and strode to the Buddhist temple. Inside and outside the Buddhist hall is quiet. The housekeeper didn't know whether to stop him. After all, both of them were masters of the Ye family. It was not good to listen to anyone's words. The smart housekeeper was in a dilemma.

When ye Chuqing hears the news, she is worried that the two people will have a conflict again, and even more worried about Ding Yiyi.

"Brother, you go back first. I'll talk to grandma well. We'll save my sister-in-law in the long run." She said.

Ye nianmo turned a deaf ear to her words. His eyes were calm, his knees bent, and he slowly knelt on the ground. The knees touch the cold marble floor.

The servant who happened to pass by saw all this, and the tray in his hand fell to the ground. Fu Fengyi's tonic soup was scattered all over the ground. For a time, the air was filled with the flavor of tonic soup.

The servant gave her a wink, the servant quickly bent down to clean up, ye Chuqing wanted to pull ye nianmo, so anxious that tears fell down, "brother, you should get up quickly."

"No need to say more." Ye nianmo looks at the gate of the Buddha Hall with a firm tone.

Ye Chuqing saw that he couldn't be persuaded, so he ran into the Buddhist hall, anxiously looking for Fu Fengyi, "Grandma!"

Fu Fengyi's voice rang out, "how noisy? What's the matter? "

"Grandma! My brother is kneeling outside. Please go and have a look She ran to her in a hurry, holding her hand and trying to go outside.

Fu Fengyi's face changed, "what is he doing! What kind of system

She was angry and impatient. Her crutches were pounding on the ground, and she stepped out.

After a few steps, her back suddenly became stiff, and her vitality seemed to be pulled out of her body. See her standing in situ do not understand, ye Chuqing behind her in a hurry straight called "Grandma!"

"If he wants to kneel, let him kneel!" Fu Fengyi's voice was hoarse and lack of confidence. She slowly turned and walked to the Buddha statue, looked up at the Buddha, "you go, I will not give in to this matter."

She looked at the statue of Buddha and listened to the voice of her granddaughter crying and leaving. The two meter high Buddha looks solemn, the yellow smoke column slowly burns, and the smell of sandalwood affects all of these, which makes people awe.

"I hope the Ye family will suffer less and their descendants will be safe and peaceful." He said, and began to recite the Scriptures devoutly.

Outside the Buddha Hall, servants stand in a row. Although the Buddhist hall is a quiet place that the old lady has told us, the servants will inevitably pass through here. The young master kneels here, and they can't think that nothing has happened.

The housekeeper gathered all the servants together, but his young face had a wolf like look on his face. "From now on, no one is allowed to go to the Buddhist temple. In addition, no one is allowed to go to the Buddha Hall. In addition, no one is allowed to tell the story today. Otherwise, it's not just dismissal, you know?"

The servants nodded in a hurry and left one after another under the direction of the housekeeper. No one dared to discuss this matter any more.

Outside the Buddhist temple, ye Chuqing can't persuade ye nianmo, and leaves crying. Ye nianmo's world is quiet again.

He looked straight ahead, but his anxiety had settled down and faded the negative news. The tranquility at this time made him think of one thing.

If she was injured, he would take care of her until she recovered. If she died, he would follow her. It was so simple.

I don't know how to kneel for several hours. When ye Chuqing approached with the tray, he was still kneeling, but his hands hanging on his side had already clenched into fists.

"Brother, it's already evening. Get up. That's enough." Her voice was hoarse and she had obviously cried.

Ye nianmo looks sober, his back is still tall and straight, "you leave."

She listened, more anxious, "or you eat the meal to also become ah, or you will not be able to bear this."

Ye nianmo is not moved. He no longer opens his mouth and looks straight ahead.

Ye Chuqing once again ran into the Buddhist hall. On the table of the Buddhist hall, Fu Fengyi placed delicate food in front of her, but she did not move at all.

"Grandma, you can't do it like this. Eat a little, or you won't be able to survive." Ye Chuqing looked at the food on the table that didn't move at all, and her tears fell down.

Fu Fengyi has been stroking the string of beads in her hand and only asked, "is he still outside?"

She nodded hard. "Well, grandma."

Fu Fengyi uttered a heavy sigh. She waved her hand to ye Chuqing, then closed her eyes and continued to stroke the Buddha beads. She was not willing to speak any more.

It's late at night, and today's Ye family is destined to be a sleepless night. Not far from the Buddhist temple, Xia Yihan covers her eyes, and her eyes flow out of her Qianqian jade fingers.

Ye Zimo quietly held her, "let's go."

"Is that the only way? Is there no other way? " Xia Yihan sobbed and said, from small to big, where did she let her son suffer these hardships?

She looked at the firm look on the ink face of the leaves and knew that this was the best solution at present. She couldn't bear to see it again. She left with tears in her eyes.

Ye nianmo saw her mother's tears and her father's stern eyes with no obvious heartache. The sharp pain in his knee paralyzed his nerves.There was no one around him. As long as he slightly deviated from his lower thigh, or simply sat down, no one would find that no one dared to speak out.

His back is very straight, I don't know whether he is numb or in his heart. Only he knew that it was a silent contest and a punishment to himself.

Punish oneself to Ding Yi's indifference, punish him to make her cry, painful so many days. There is no equally important thing in the world. When you lose it at the same time, you will always find something more dependent on.

As long as she is good, children's affairs are not so important, he only wants her to be good.

In the Buddhist temple, Fu Fengyi was holding the bridge of her nose, and her expression was full of tiredness, "is that child still outside?"

"Yes, old lady." The housekeeper replied, he handed her the medicine for lowering blood pressure, "old lady, you go to have a rest first."

She shook her head. "I'm going to stay here tonight. You can go to bed first. You don't have to wait on me tonight."

The housekeeper did not dare to disobey her meaning, "yes, old lady."

He came out of the Buddhist temple and bowed to ye nianmo. Then he left. When he got to the corner, he told the servants to prepare supper for the two Ye family members.

On that night, no one fell asleep, and we were tossing and turning, thinking of Ye nianmo kneeling outside the Buddhist temple.

Ding Yiyi is very hungry, she sat on the window sill, the body soft a little strength also can't make. His face was pale and his stomach was spasmodic from time to time.

Her lips were badly chapped, with layers of white skin, and bloodstains between the scurf.

Grandma is really going to starve her to death, regardless of her, her sin has not been forgiven.

She laughs, the mouth gently pulls out an arc, the dry lip splits, the wound gushes out the snow bead, she licks the blood bead completely.

She felt the blood in her stomach and her stomach protested. Not only did she not relieve her hunger and thirst, but she was even more hungry. Her eyes were full of red blood because of lack of sleep.

Finally, her soft body moved, got up and walked towards the bathroom. Open the water tank, there is no water in it.

She reached out her hand and wiped it on the inside of the water tank, and her fingers were stained with some water drops that had not yet evaporated.

Lick off the drops of water on the fingers, and the dry and cracked lips are not relieved. On the contrary, these actions lead to the wound dehiscence again.

She returned to the window of her inner peace. This is her fault, she chose the wrong path, even if the Ye family did not forgive her, even if she paid the price of life, she had no regrets.

In the last days of life, in addition to ye nianmo, he is the man opposite. More terrible than death is the endless loneliness.

Outside the window, the sky was gray, the moon hung in the distance, half hidden in the clouds, the sky in the distance was already suffused with white light, and it would soon be dawn.

The room on the second floor of the opposite villa lit up, and then a figure flashed by. Ding Yiyi found that the man did not stay in bed, even the time to get up every day is the same.

After the man got up, he opened the door and went out, and then came back. This time, instead of sitting at the table with coffee and starting to write, he took a box out of the closet.

Is he going? Ding Yi is suddenly very sad, she how he accompanied her to walk the last section of life.

The man opened the wardrobe, put the clothes into the box, and then went to the table, put all the things on the table away.

In a trance, he seemed to look this way, and then drew the curtain.

Ding Yiyi's world is completely gray. She stares at the beige curtain with mountains and waters on the opposite side for a while, but the curtain never opens again.

Is her life coming to an end when the man is gone? She looked at the sky calmly, waiting for her own moment.

When the sun rises, the sun shines on her body, plating a layer of golden light on her body, like an angel from the sky.

The heavy door of the Ye family was pushed open, and the housekeeper helped Fu Fengyi out.

Overnight, she seems to be a lot older, a lot of oil ran out of light. Looking at her favorite grandson kneeling in front of her, she only said, "No. 14, block 13, Jinlin garden."

She said, looking at the Sun Tzu eyes burst out of the look, light added, "from now on, you and she do not have to see me again."

The brilliance in ye nianmo's eyes gradually faded down. He got up slowly and knelt down again in the next second. His knee fell on the ground and made a heavy sound.

The housekeeper felt that Fu Fengyi's arm was stiff at once, so he released her hand and went forward to help the young master.

Ye nianmo waved his hand. He stood up slowly, and his bent knee couldn't be straight for a time. After a long time, the tottering body is really standing.

He bent down deeply towards Fu Fengyi, and when he straightened up again, his eyes were not only concentric, but also firm.Looking at the back of her grandson leaving, Fu Fengyi turns back to the Buddhist temple. In the Buddha Hall, the only thing that does not change is the eyes of the Buddha.

She looked into those eyes and thought of her favorite.